Unscripted Java

a coffee machine onna fritz,

I have no filter.

I espresso too much.

the said-i-meant catching

on unpapered Net

almost purposely

sometimes more

sometimes less
depending on mud,






that doesn’t amount to a hilla beans anyway, since these–

perks get lost

in the drop-drop-drop,

and the drip-drip-drip,

of day-to-day grind…

and though my brew is not bitter,

it’s too strong

like zee bull, strong

like zee battery-acid strong

and the body

never comes through…

arguably the bean’s finest feature

to top it off,

I whip froth.

a latte, latte froth,

and while this suits the mix,

the starred-bucks queue in over-priced cap & chinos

I’ve already pressed points

of no recycle

straining grounds.

©Karen Robiscoe

About Charron's Chatter

I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992

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